Changing

I clench my fists, eyes closed.

Holding on to Hopes of a better tomorrow.

I need me more than I ever have before.

I can’t let go.

I can’t sink in this pit.

I’m knee deep in it but I need to get out before it’s too late.

I shouldn’t have to wait but I have to endure the pain before I can be brave.

I’ve faced self doubt for too long.

Floated in a space of negativity- the aura is too strong.

I am gracefully filtering the air.

And as I change, I will never return to those dreadful days.